The whole world is cultivating qi, only I am cultivating the body

The leading monk loudly scolded the monk next to him: "Why are you shouting so loudly? Do you know that I originally wanted him to stop the Phantom Marten and then kill him directly! If you say so now, can he still help us? Are you stupid?!"

"But brother, isn't your voice louder than mine? He heard everything you said..."

The two monks looked at each other and suddenly fell silent. Then the monk called Big Brother scratched his head and looked at Zeng Wenyu: "My fellow Taoist, we were just joking. You must believe us!"

"Brother, I don't think he will help us," the cultivator standing on the other side of him pointed at Zeng Wenyu, "Those Phantom Martens are hiding behind him. I think he might be a demon beast transformed into a human form, otherwise why are the Phantom Martens behind him?!"

"A demon beast that has transformed into a human form... Will we be unable to defeat it? Could it be that it has survived a thunder tribulation and has been reborn as a demon beast? I heard that this kind of demon beast is very powerful. Will we be no match for it?"

"But big brother... didn't we already inquire about this before we came in? The cultivation of everyone in this ruins will be suppressed to the Infant Realm. If it's just the Infant Realm, would the three of us in the middle Infant Realm still be afraid of him?"

"How stupid! How could I accept such a stupid little brother like you! Just because his cultivation is suppressed at the Infant Realm doesn't mean he is weak! What if he is at the Great Perfection of the Infant Realm? The Great Perfection of the Infant Realm is also the Infant Realm!"

"Brother, how about we let these phantom martens go and then beg for their forgiveness?"

"What are you begging for? Can you bear to part with the Phantom Martens you've already caught? Moreover, can you bear to part with the Spiritual Stones? Have you really forgotten how many Spiritual Stones that Phantom Marten shawl sold for at the auction house last time? Those are Spiritual Stones that we casual cultivators will never get in our lifetime!"

"But brother, how do we deal with him?"

"What are you afraid of? Go get it! We have already caught so many phantom martens. If we catch one more, we will make a profit. Even if we catch one or two less, what we have caught now is enough for our cultivation for the rest of our lives!"

"Brother is right, so should we discuss a plan?"

"Plan? When did the four of us brothers ever make a plan? Do I have the brains for that? Or do you, the second brother, have that brains? We have always just gone up and done it, so what plan do we need? If we can't win, the worst that can happen is we can just run away, and whoever runs slower will cover the rear!"

Several people were saying these words in front of Zeng Wenyu as if they were alone. Zeng Wenyu looked at them as if they were fools. He suspected that there was something wrong with their brains, otherwise why would they conspire loudly in front of him?

"Ahem, sorry to interrupt," Zeng Wenyu walked a few steps towards the monks, "Can you please let go of those little phantom martens? If so, I'll thank you."

"Release him?" The leading monk muttered softly, and then his voice suddenly became sharp, "Impossible!"

After shouting this, the leading monk suddenly waved his hand towards Zeng Wenyu, and a raging flame spurted out from his hand towards Zeng Wenyu. Just by brushing against the ground, the high temperature of the flame had already burned a black line on the ground.

Zeng Wenyu dodged the flames by moving sideways. The flames just brushed past him, and his clothes started to burn due to the high temperature.

While tearing off his burning clothes, he continued to dodge the spells of other cultivators. There were four of them, and they certainly would not leave Zeng Wenyu free after he dodged their spells.

For a moment, fire, lightning, wind blades and the clod of earth under his feet that was responsible for controlling Zeng Wenyu were continuously released towards Zeng Wenyu, and Zeng Wenyu was overwhelmed by these spells and dodged in a panic.

"Brother, have we overestimated him? I don't think he has any ability to fight back..."

Zeng Wenyu did not have any ability to fight back, but he did not suffer much damage either. Those spells could not hit Zeng Wenyu at all, and the attacks that missed would only consume the opponent's spiritual energy. As for Zeng Wenyu? He had plenty of physical strength and was not afraid of being consumed.

As time passed, the four monks gradually realized something was wrong. Their conditions were getting worse and worse, but Zeng Wenyu's condition was getting better and better, and he was even getting closer to them.

"Brother... it seems we really have run into the boss?! He is fine, but the spiritual energy in our bodies is getting less and less..."

"I think... why don't we surrender? If we surrender... we won't be killed, right?"

"Brother, I think it's possible, but we didn't gain anything from this trip...it will be hard to explain to those big powers when we go back."

"How about...we discuss it with him and take away a phantom marten?"

"I think..."

Zeng Wenyu interrupted the monk before he finished speaking: "I don't think so! You don't really think I'll let you take the Phantom Martens away, do you? Either you let go of those Phantom Martens today, or we continue."

The four monks were stunned for a moment when they heard Zeng Wenyu's words. They stopped the magic in their hands and released the several phantom martens that were trapped in their magic under Zeng Wenyu's surprised gaze.

The Phantom Marten that was trapped by them fell to the ground and quickly ran behind Zeng Wenyu to reunite with Xiao Huan and the others.

"Boss, we have released the captured Phantom Marten. Look..."

Zeng Wenyu stood there and looked at the monks in front of him. He did not let them leave immediately. He just asked Xiao Huan behind him: "Xiao Huan, is the number correct?"

"No! Xiao Meng isn't here!"

After hearing Xiao Huan's words, Zeng Wenyu stared at the three cultivators in front of him. He knew that the other party would definitely not let go of all the phantom martens, so he did not let them leave directly when they still doubted his identity.

"Did you hear that? Xiao Huan asked if you guys have let Xiao Meng go. Did you guys let Xiao Meng go on your own initiative, or did you want me to do it?"

The three of them looked at each other, and finally the leader asked the other three, "Tell me, who are you three?"

"Brother, you know me well. If I had caught it, we would have had meat to eat by now..."

"Brother, don't you understand me? If I had caught him, we would have left here long ago."

"Brother, you know me well. If I had really caught him, I would have let him go just now."

After the three of them finished speaking, they looked straight at their eldest brother: "So, eldest brother, why do you suspect us? Could it be that you have caught him and hid him?"

"Bah! Am I that kind of person, your brother? If I had caught him, I would have run away long ago!"